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Sometimes when I see him, before we go BCD (sorry, 'behind closed doors') he has me do a slow striptease for him. Other times he will slowly undress me, fondling and sucking on my breasts, stroking my sex. Once he had me blow him in the living room, and thankfully he'd already taken my top off because his eruption caught me off guard and landed on my bare shoulder before I could take him back in my mouth - not sure how I would have explained that one to the cleaners. And once, he must have been especially horny for me that night, because right after the front door closed he bent me over the sofa, pulled my panties to one side and entered me from behind, quickly finishing himself in me, then offered me something to drink.

 

The point is, every time I see him it's just a little different, but I am there for him, to do with me as he pleases. Tonight he says we are going to do something we haven't done before, and I am anxious to discover just what that might be.

 

He takes my erect nipple jutting through my shirt into his mouth and sucks ever so gently. "Why don't you go into he bedroom and get comfortable?" he says, bouncing my covered breast in the palm of one hand.

 

"Sounds good to me," I smile and walk into his by-now-oh-so-familiar bedroom to take off my clothes.

 

When Mark comes into the bedroom I am on all fours on the bed, on display at the foot of the bed, offering myself to him as his now naked pet.

 

"Good girl, Crystal," he says, stroking my hair and I can feel his appreciation as his eyes pass over every inch of me. He is still fully clothed and I watch him from my pose as he moves around the bedroom lighting the candles. He pauses as he passes me to take one of my breasts in his hand, enjoying the warmth and roundness of me. He walks behind me and pats my behind, allowing his hand to linger on me, then spanks me, not too hard, just hard enough to leave a lovely pinkish mark on my cheek.

 

Involuntarily I let out a grunt and bit my lower lip. "Too hard?" he inquires.

 

"No. Actually I kind of like it." I feel the warmth growing in my tummy, between my legs, and I feel how wet I am getting for him and he hasn't even touched my sex yet.

 

"Oh you do, do you?" He pats my other cheek as if taking aim, rests his hand and lifts it . . . but doesn't smack me again. Instead he gently lowers his hand on me, rubbing my behind. I love the way this guy taunts me.

 

He lights the candles on the other side of the bed and dims the lamps so that flickering shadows and delicate blond light saturate the bedroom. Behind me I hear the sounds of him undressing, then he is in front of me, offering me his erection. I stay on all fours and open my mouth for him. "Can you feed me? Please?" I ask, then look up, into his eyes, as the tip of him enters my mouth.

 

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